Until dawn, there were still no pursuers behind, so Feng Jiuer found a place for everyone to stop and rest.
Feng Jiuer unpacked all the food she had brought with her and distributed it to her injured brother.
The brothers looked at their goddess-like Miss Jiu'er, and their eyes regained their luster.
Most of them were poisoned and tortured to extract confessions, and their injuries were serious.
When Feng Jiuer rescued them, she gave them antidotes and some health-building medicines.
Everyone thought that they would never get out alive, but they didn't expect that the sky would still light up, and they saw the rising sun again.
Qiao Mu also took out all the edible food and distributed it to everyone.
"Thank you, Miss Qiao."
"Thank you, Miss Jiu'er!"
"Thanks!"
"Thanks!"
The rescued brothers all knew that if it hadn't been for them, Miss Jiu'er and the others might have gone back and wouldn't have to suffer here at all.
There wasn't much to eat, and the water was almost gone.
Feng Jiuer checked the pulse of two or three brothers who were in serious condition, then took out pills and gave them to take them.
She stood up and looked at Xing Zizhou.
"Xing Zizhou, you guys look for something to eat nearby. Qiao Mu and I will go check out the situation nearby."
"good."
Xing Zizhou also stood up, "Jianyi, take good care of Jiu'er and Qiao Mu."
Jian, who was standing with his sword in his arms, nodded lightly and didn't say a word.
Feng Jiuer gently patted the shoulder of the brother in front of him, looked at each other with Qiao Mu, stood up, turned and walked to the other side.
They were now on the mountainside, and the sounds of fighting were harsh, indicating that the war was not far below their feet.
Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu kept climbing up, with Jianyi following closely behind them.
Arriving outside a jungle, two women lay down with binoculars.
Jian Yi still held his sword and stood behind a short tree nearby, trying to hide his body as much as possible.
"Jiu'er, our people are coming in."
When Qiao Mu saw it, he felt temporarily better.
No one expected that they could see the situation below so clearly after taking a different route to leave.
They are not far from the war zone. Even if Fengjin's people catch up now, there is a high chance that they can return safely.
Feng Jin and his men searched for two hours, but could not find anyone, so they had to withdraw.
He still had more than 20,000 people and was in a good location. He never thought that the people inside would break out.
Just for Fengjiang, is it possible?
Even if Feng Jin didn't believe it, everything still became a fact.
The constant stream of troops coming out of the city made Feng Jin realize that he had been careless.
He thought that Fengjiang would only allow those people to show off and show off. Unexpectedly, the war became more and more intense.
Feng Jiuer lay there and looked at it carefully for a while, then raised his head and blew the whistle.
Soon, a communication bird that had been following her all the way landed on the grass in front of her.
Feng Jiuer took out paper and pen, quickly drew a picture, and added two lines of sentences that ordinary people could not understand.
She rolled up the letter, picked up the communication bird, put the letter in the tube on its leg, and then gently threw it up.
Qiao Mu ignored her and kept looking at the enemy's battle camp.
She knew it was impossible, but she also hoped to see if she could find that familiar figure.
The valley is huge, and they can really see at least half of the valley from where they are.
However, there was still a distance. Even with a magnifying glass, all she could see were people the size of ants.
Feng Jiuer looked sideways at her, moved back and stood up.
She changed several places, observed the situation carefully, and returned to Qiao Mu.
"Hello."
She patted Qiao Mu on the shoulder, "If you can't find it, go back."
"And I don't think my Third Emperor brother would be so stupid. My father is his life, so why aren't you, Qiao Mu, his life?"
"He has not been harmonious with you in his whole life, and he will not be willing to let anything happen to him."
Qiao Mu put down the telescope, turned around, lay down on the grass with a slight slope, closed his eyes and rested.
"I will definitely bring him back!"
This was the first time she mentioned him since Fengjiang left, and she could still feel calm.
Feng Jiuer turned around and lay down too.
"I believe in destiny. My Third Emperor Brother is your destiny, Qiao Mu."
Farewell to Chu Yang, Feng Jiuer swept away the gloom in his heart.
She has lost too much, and she also understands a truth.
Only by living can there be hope.
She understands, Brother Sanhuang must also understand, and dad must also understand, right?
Their lives are innocent, and the happiness that belongs to them will definitely come back! After resting for a while, this small team continued to move forward.
After nightfall, they finally reunited with their own people.
In the letter sent back in the morning, Feng Jiuer explained their situation. The brother who came to greet them not only brought food, but also a stretcher and medicine.
The face-to-face fighting lasted for twelve hours and finally stopped.
Emperor Wuya led his army and directly forced Fengjin's people to the riverside before stopping the attack.
Feng Jiuer and others also returned to the military camp smoothly.
Emperor Wuya's letter soon fell into Feng Jin's hands.
At this time, all of Feng Jin's troops were gathered in the second half of the valley.
Feng Jin in the tent held the letter tightly. He rubbed it hard and the letter in his hand instantly turned into ashes.
"First Prince, we still can't find the Third Prince."
The soldiers kneeling there were trembling.
"So many people can't stand a person who has taken poison?"
Feng Jin asked coldly.
"First Prince, please have mercy! First Prince, please have mercy!"
The soldiers kept banging their heads on the ground.
In just one day, they ended up in this situation, and Feng Jin felt unwilling to do so.
On the other side, as soon as the fighting stopped, the soldiers began to set up camp.
They slept on the floor all night, but the prince could not be left without a place to sleep.
All those who had gone out came back, and brought back more than a dozen of the captive brothers.
Everyone gathered around to eat together, and their faces were quite happy.
"Thanks to the letter sent back by Miss Jiu'er, we knew the enemy's weakness, otherwise we wouldn't have driven them out so quickly."
Yu Jingfeng ate dried meat and drank hot porridge with a big smile on his face.
"right."
Long Shiyi was also happy, "I thought it would take at least three days."
"Originally, it should take seven or eight days, but with the prince here, I think three days will be enough."
Di Wuya casually took the porridge, took a sip, and looked down at his little wife in his arms.
Feng Jiuer took the dried meat and put it near his mouth.
It took Feng Jin only twelve hours to reach the riverside. This speed really surprised her.
"Qiao Mu, don't worry. I personally sent the prince's letter. Feng Jin can't help but let him go."
Yu Jingfeng whispered.
It had been a long time since he felt so good fighting. He ate dried meat and white porridge, ate mutton, and drank wine as happily as he could.
